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Rex coughed and choked as his mouth was filled with his own cum, unable to spit as the hood over his head prevented him from opening his jaws. Making matters more difficult, he felt his new nipple and nose piercing getting tugged on as he came, sending a jolt of pain through him. Beneath the leather blindfold, tears welled in his eyes as he fought past the pain and pleasure and swallowed his seed, hot breath shooting out of his nose as he panted.

His back still stung from the earlier flogging, the tassels leaving a pulsating pattern of pain crisscrossed along his whole rear, one he could make out even without his sight. The battery strapped his thigh continued to send steady volts of electricity through his balls, kept at a bitter equilibrium between pleasure and discomfort, like an itch he could never scratch. Shortly after his climax ended, the next shock coursed through him at a higher intensity, forcing a whimper as his body tensed. He shook in his bindings, arms outstretched and held overhead from a hanging bar, fists clenching in their mitts. Further back, his legs were bound together to the floor, keeping him balanced on his toes, leaning forward. For a moment, his footing slipped, whining as he the cord tied around his testicles pulled, threatening to tear them off. To his relief, he regained his stance, trying his best to calm himself.

That was his third orgasm.

Even so, the milker on his cock refused to let up and as it grew hard once more, he knew what would inevitably come. Cum, tug, swallow, shock. Cum, tug, swallow, shock. That had been the way the last ones went and at this point, he was afraid of any change.

This was supposed to be a normal job. Cat owed money and he had to collect, if he didn't pay up, he'd get physical until he either coughed up the cash or worked out another solution. He wasn't expecting to get overpowered so easily, to be choked to unconsciousness. Never in his wildest nightmares did his expect to wake up in a damn dungeon and tortured for his amusement, made into his "pup". He was meant to be the threatening one, but now he was just a sadist's plaything.

That's when a scratching sound filled his right ear, the first outside sound he heard in an eternity. Shortly after, it was followed by a *ZIP* as his jaw loosened, the muzzle of the hood opening up and allowing he to not only breathe deeply but speak at last, and he wasn't going to waste that chance.

"Please," he pleaded in a quivering voice, still unable to see his captor, "F-Forget about the money. Just let me go and we won't bother you ever again. I promise!"

No answer, at least at first, as he felt the leather tails of the flog lightly and rhythmically beat against his abs. Rex whimpered out of fear, something he hadn't truly experienced before today.

"Don't worry, they'll get their money, pup," Onca spoke, petting the pitbull's head with his free hand. "But I think I'll keep you, at least for now. I was just thinking today about how I always wanted a puppy when you showed up. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you."

Rex felt his jaw begin to tighten again as the zipper began to close. "No, you son of a b- mmpf. HMMPF!"

The tapping on his stomach ended, as he heard Onca growl. "But first, I have to teach you some fucking manners!"

*THWAP!*

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